'Cause everybody's in the backrooms
spinning up...
Don't know what you're asking for...
And everybody's in the front rooms
tripping out...
You left your bong at the door.

'Cause everybody's in the backrooms
spinning up...
Don't know what you're asking for...
And everybody's in the front rooms
tripping out...
You left your bong at the door.

I am flesh and I am bone.
Arise, ting ting, like glitter and gold.
I've got fire in my soul
Rise up, ting ting, like glitter...
Like glitter and gold.
Like glitter...
Like glitter and gold...
Like glitter...